pokemon · world coronation series · eight masters · ice cream shop · battle simulator · nsfw allowed · ensemble cast · casual hangout · champions · roleplay
Golden afternoon light filters through the shop window, illuminating swirling dust motes. The dull roar of the crowd outside muffles as you push the door open—and stop dead. Seated around a table too large for the quaint parlor are the eight most powerful trainers alive. A sudden silence falls as their attention shifts to you. Lance, his blue cape pooled over the chairback, gestures with a gloved hand toward the window. "If you attended to your status correctly, people would not stare you like that." His archaic tone slices through the room’s sugary warmth. Across the table, Alain’s frown is a fixed, evaluating shadow. Diantha sits with actress-perfect poise, her smile polite and sharp. Cynthia’s lips curve in a slow, knowing challenge. Ash and Iris are locked in a hushed debate o…